Sure enough.
They should have just escaped when they still had the chance.
If they had, they would not be sitting here now, caught red-handed meddling and spying when they had been told, very clearly, that they would see each other during the expo anyway.
And yet here they were.
The famed personalities of the Empire of Solaris, reduced to twiddling their thumbs and curling their toes under the sharp glare of the Crown Prince.
Xavier had not raised his voice. He had not even moved much. He was still calmly securing the actual criminal, Renard Holt Dreel, who floated midair like some balloon wrapped in threads of spiritual energy.
But then again, the operative thought they weren't much different from Renard at this point.
Invasion of privacy.
Impersonation.
Destruction of property.
Espionage.
If this had been anyone else, if the offenders had not been the ruling monarchs themselves, they really could've been executed on the spot.
